his executive chair and placed his booted feet on the desk. He studied the front cover of the glossy magazine. “So what the fuck am I looking for, Ethan? It’s late, and I’m tired.” Apart from it being three months old, there seemed nothing unusual about the publication. He opened it up, and idly flicked through the pages. Still nothing of any real interest. There was an article on a recent oil disaster in Venezuela, and talk about the price of gas going up at the pumps.
Ethan lounged lazily in a chair. He was pissed at his younger brother for wasting his time. “Since when were you interested in the oil industry?”
“Since I had time to kill at the dentist this morning, waiting for the fucking Novocain to take effect. Four fucking injections I had. Root canal work is not to be recommended. The Oilman was the only magazine worth reading in the waiting room. That is of course, unless you’re into cookery, and soft furnishings. So I glanced through it to take my mind off things.” Ethan was clearly irritated. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Matt. My jaw still hurts. Just turn to page twenty-two will you, and then you’ll learn the truth about your beautiful Raven. I told you I recognized her. I must have looked through that very magazine the last time I was at the dentist.”
Matthew felt torn between wanting to know, yet wishing to respect Kelly’s privacy. She’d tearfully phoned him four days ago, and told him her father had passed away. She sounded so distraught and lost. Kelly couldn’t say when or even if she’d see him again. He was very disappointed, but had wished her well. Losing a loved one was hard enough, and he didn’t want to add to her distress by making selfish demands on her. He was unhappy that their relationship had seemingly ended before it had properly begun. Until she felt well enough to contact him again, there was nothing more he could do.
It was a real shame. They’d been so fucking great together. They were like two peas in a pod, and it saddened him to think he might never see his beautiful Kelly again. When he’d taken her back to his place, the sexual chemistry between them had been so intense. It was off the scale. The way she’d looked into his eyes as he’d fucked her made him feel like the luckiest guy on the planet. There was so much he wanted to show her and share with her, but other than her cell phone, which had been switched off for the last four days, he had no means of contacting her. All he could do was sit back and hope she called. Fuck it, he should have insisted on her address, too.
With a deep sigh, he opened the magazine to page twenty-two and immediately sat bolt upright in his chair. He was so surprised by what he found that his boots skidded off the desk and landed heavily on the floor.
Ethan chuckled. “I thought that would get your attention.”
Matthew studied the news article intensely. Could this be true? There was a double-page spread on McCloud Energy, and he couldn’t help swearing out loud when he saw a full-size photograph of an attractive young woman. She leaned elegantly against a corral fence, stroking a beautiful black stallion. It was unmistakably Kelly. The sunlight enhanced her wonderful glossy hair, and glinted alluringly in her scintillating silver eyes. The headline read. Boss Lady. Meet the new acting CEO of McCloud Energy. Twenty-nine years old, Kelly McCloud takes over from her sick father. She’s tough, outspoken, and highly professional. If anyone can keep McCloud Energy on track, it’s the daughter of legendary, Jed “Digger” McCloud.
“Fucking hell, Ethan.” He couldn’t believe what he was reading. “If I find out you’ve had this magazine printed for a sick fucking joke, you’re a dead man. Christ almighty, Kelly’s the daughter of Jed McCloud? That guy owns nearly half the oil in America.”
“Don’t you mean owned, Matt? She telephoned you four days ago, telling you the old man had dropped off the
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